Pre-series.
No spoilers, nothing beyond what is told in the first book
When Sally strange sea, making a shell of one of the bookshelves of Percy . Which, truth be told, rather than library are just shelves and shelves of toys stacked rolls of paper and collect treasures your child every time they go to that little cottage in Montauk.
Slowly placed next to your ear, slowly, as if afraid that the sound of the sea to leave her if she seems too anxious por listen. It is reassuring, because most can imagine there, the tide rising and falling, his son laughing while splashing on the shore, the clear sky, warm sunshine that brings joy. It's a bit his perfect world where there are no internships, no monsters, only alegríay enjoyment. And blue, very blue around every corner. They are happy, she is.
But these are nothing more than ancient times, and the reality is much more sour, a little less utopian. then put your best smile and lie to sell jelly sweets, his mind far away, where once was free and full.cute;. Yes to a palace in the sea, yes to fairy tales ( Or perhaps I should say myths?
).
Later, while watching her son smile eight years when the school year ends. His eyes shine when she sees black hair turned in all directions, safe and sound. It says things are perfect as they are.
Basically, I could not imagine it any other way.
--- Aw, I enchantmentas these two, I made a couple adorable: D I love Paul, yes, but Poseidon and Saly are so * sigh * It's like a melancholy and sweet pairing, somewhat bittersweet
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